The agreeable eye

an eudæmonistarchives

punctual

At one in the morning, the dog barks to announce the onset of unexpected rain and a thunderstorm. The next hour sees frequent lightning, and only the rain prevents the immediate worry of conflagration. The dog sniffs the air at the open door, listens to the rat-tat-tat of the rain, and heaves a sigh before wandering off to go back to sleep. I stay awake to listen for a while longer.


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